After saving the Empress, I became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Peng Liangang strode forward, puffing out his beard and glaring, and rushed into the inner room to grab Feng Yu, who was already in a panic.

"Master Feng,"

He turned to Feng Yu and the others who had followed him, intending to drag Yu Dayong down, and said in a deep voice:

"I am old, so I should go down."

The only woman present, Madam Huang, also rushed over, took off her outer garment, held it in her hands, and agreed:

"Master, Old Man Peng is right. I'll go down with him."

Feng Yu turned pale, and only then did she understand what Peng Liangang meant.

The scene below is probably extremely unbearable.

If it were him or one of his other young and strong brothers who went down, his junior sister, who was already extremely angry with him, might just smash her head against the ground and die.

Although Peng Liangang was unreliable, he was an elder over sixty years old, and he came to drag Yu Dayong and the others away.

The Huang family's wife went to protect her junior sister, so that her junior sister would have a chance to live and might not seek to end her own life.

Feng Yu was speechless, her eyes filled with tears as she repeatedly clasped her hands in agreement.

Without further ado, Peng and Huang lifted the bed board and stepped down the earthen ladder.

"Yu Dayong, you son of a bitch, stop right now!"

As soon as he stepped onto the earthen steps, Peng Liangang's booming voice resounded throughout the entire cellar.

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Despite his advanced age, Peng Liangang was remarkably agile, moving much faster than the obese Huang family woman, and descended the earthen steps in just a few steps.

Go down the earthen steps.

Then they saw that the cellar was completely dark.

Xu Huliu and Gao Du, who were supposed to be guarding this place, were nowhere to be found. The oil lamp on the table was also gone, and the cellar was terrifyingly dark.

The cellar was divided into an outer room and an inner room. Ning Baixuan and the woman were locked in the inner room.

When Peng Liangang first heard the voice, he thought that Yu Dayong had taken the woman to the front room to do something improper.

To their surprise, when they came down, there was no one in the outer room.

Peng Liangang raised an eyebrow, his anger rising.

It must have been when the woman screamed that Yu Dayong and the other two realized they were in trouble, got scared, and took her back to the inner room.

Sure enough, the sounds of crying and sobbing came from the inner room, along with a few low growls from a man, shouting something like "Shut up." Peng Liangang sighed inwardly.

I walked quickly a few steps inside, and my eyes gradually adjusted to seeing in the dark. I saw that the door to the inner room was half-open.

A faint light emanated from the cave halfway up the mountain where Ning Baixuan was imprisoned; it must have been the oil lamp.

Then another figure was seen kneeling on the ground, peering half its body into the cave.

The woman's cries and thrashing suddenly intensified: "Ahhh~ Don't come any closer~ Don't come any closer..."

Peng Liangang, his beard and hair bristling, roared as he kicked open the door and stormed inside.

"Yu Dayong, you son of a bitch! Your sect has gone mad just because Xiao Chun died!"

A slightly chubby figure rushed into the inner room, took a few quick steps, and with a large grab, tried to pull out the figure that had half-drilled into the cave.

Thick, powerful fingers touched the back of the kneeling body.

call.

A gentle breeze rustled through the air.

As soon as the woman stopped crying, the faint oil lamp went out with the sound of the wind.

Peng Liangang's vision went black.

The entire room suddenly turned pitch black.

The body he touched went limp and suddenly collapsed, leaving Peng Liangang stunned.

"Bang!"

The door to the inner room suddenly slammed shut!

Peng Liangang felt a chill run down his spine. He straightened up in the darkness and called out:

"Yu Dayong, Xu Huliu, Gao Du, are you three bastards trying to rebel?!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Peng Liangang's eyes widened in horror, and he suddenly shifted his body to the side!

Just as he dodged, a gleaming blade whistled through the air and slashed down at the spot where he had just been!

"what?"

A soft exclamation came from the darkness, seemingly surprised that he had dodged the attack.

Although the voice was soft, Peng Liangang had extremely sharp ears, and this unfamiliar voice made him feel a chill run down his spine!

This is definitely not the voice of Yu Dayong and his two companions.

"Who?!" he shouted.

In the pitch-black environment, Peng Liangang's heart pounded, he clenched his fists, looked around, and assumed a fighting stance.

Then, with a "whoosh".

Something seemed to fly past him, and his gaze involuntarily followed it.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

It looked like someone had thrown a stick over there; the stick was hitting the corner of the wall with a loud cracking sound!

Peng Liangang's ears and eyes were drawn to the noise made by the stick for a moment.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my right ankle.

"what!"

Master Peng, whose right ankle had been slashed by a butcher's knife, collapsed with a scream.

"Ah—ah—"

His face contorted in pain as he let out a piercing scream and fell to his right.

"Oh," the voice said again, "you have to cut it from below."

Peng Liangang, who was about to collapse, endured the pain and opened his eyes to see what was happening.

A dark figure stood up not far from him.

He roared and opened his big hand to grab the man.

The man moved silently, took a step back, then suddenly lunged forward, aiming for Peng Liangang's thigh and stabbing him with his knife!

A sound like a blade piercing flesh rang out.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Master Peng of the Nanzhen Thunder Altar screamed in pain!

The man drew his knife again.

A stream of blood spurted straight out of Peng Liangang's right thigh!

Blood was gushing out!

"Don't be afraid," the stranger comforted him, "It's definitely not a major artery."

Peng Liangang screamed in agony, his face as white as paper, and he hurriedly pressed his bleeding thighs with both hands.

*Click!*

*Click!*

Two soft sounds came from the darkness.

Sweating profusely, Ning Nan squatted down, took out handcuffs with his left hand, squinted to identify the outline of the other person's wrists, and put the handcuffs on the person's hands that were pressed against his thighs.

……

……

The obese Huang family woman raised her thigh and kicked the door to the inner room!

"Bang!"

She looked anxious.

From the moment Old Man Peng entered the inner room until he let out his first scream, only three or four breaths had passed.

A breath or two later, Old Man Peng's screams became the screams of a dying man.

Sweat beaded on her face as she shouted, "That Yu Dayong is a traitor!" and kicked the door to the inner room.

"Bang bang bang!"

A few more kicks later.

The door to the inner room suddenly opened.

In the dim darkness, the first thing to emerge was a knife.

Upon seeing the gleaming blade, Madam Huang took a few steps back and grabbed a bamboo chair from the outer room for self-defense.

The sound of hurried footsteps descending the earthen steps could be heard.

Upon hearing this unexpected turn of events, Feng Yu and the others were shocked and incredulous, but they quickly grabbed their oil lamps and weapons and ran downstairs.

The narrow and cramped interior.

It was packed with people, and the shouts of cursing were deafening.

"Yu Dayong, you son of a bitch!"

"I'll take your life!"

"Damn it! You dare touch Master Feng's junior sister?!"

……

"Squeak~"

At this moment, the door to the inner room was completely opened.

Madam Huang, holding a bamboo chair, said fiercely:

"Yu Dayong, you bastard! I'll castrate you right now, you're not worthy of being human!"

Feng Yu and the others were also furious, cursing incessantly, completely unexpected that Yu Dayong would be so blinded by lust!

Not only did he commit indecent acts against the granddaughter of the headmaster of Bailu Academy, but he also dared to set a trap to ambush Master Peng.

"Yo."

At that moment, a strange man's voice came from inside the room.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone looked somewhat taken aback, and then suddenly heard the cursing.

That voice... isn't Yu Dayong's?

The group exchanged bewildered glances, their brows furrowing slightly. Who? Who is this? Xu Huliu? Or Gao Du?

Feng Yu's pupils contracted, and he wondered if it was just his imagination, but the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Although it wasn't Yu Dayong and the other two's voices, he still felt they were somewhat familiar. After a breath, as if he had realized something, his expression froze, and his face suddenly turned ashen with disbelief.

The crowd raised their oil lamps.

The dim yellow light rippled like water in the dark cellar.

The lights illuminated a square table, several bamboo chairs, crossbeams on both sides, and an empty white plate on the table in the outer room.

The light also illuminated Huang's plump figure and the beads of sweat rolling down Feng Yu's forehead.

Naturally, the soft light also illuminated the figure emerging from the inner room.

The figure's left arm held Peng Liangang tightly in its crook.

Holding a sharp knife horizontally in his right hand, he slowly emerged from the darkness.

The crowd looked at the figure with resentment.

Then... everyone saw Master Peng's face ashen, saw Master Peng's right thigh bleeding profusely, and saw the handcuffs on Master Peng's hands...

I saw that pig-slaughtering knife, which originally belonged to Gao Du, held horizontally...

Most importantly... everyone saw the unfamiliar face that had taken Master Peng hostage...

I saw the man's cold yet piercing eyes...

The anger, contempt, and desire to kill Yu Dayong in everyone's eyes quickly faded.

A sense of astonishment, surprise, bizarreness, disbelief, and even utter absurdity gradually filled his eyes.

"How is that possible?" someone exclaimed.

Huang's wife gripped the bamboo chair tightly with both hands, and after a while, she remembered who this person was.

yesterday.

It was this person whom they had personally captured.

"Ning Baixuan..." Huang's wife felt a chill run through her body.

Everyone looked bewildered.

Although unbelievable, this person did indeed appear before them in an extremely absurd manner, and suddenly, a feeling of utter absurdity, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, arose in everyone's hearts.

"Ning Baixuan!"

Huang's wife read the name a second time, but this time, her eyes were practically spitting fire as she gritted her teeth and roared it out!

"Ning! Bai! Xuan!"